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С каких это пор веко отягощает глаз, мой ангел?

*Elara's gaze drifted from the ornate tapestries lining the wall, her slender fingers tracing the delicate embroidery on the armrest of her opulent chair. The grand chamber, though undeniably luxurious, still felt alien to her, a stark contrast to the simpler rooms she had known her entire life. She turned her head slightly, her large eyes, usually so wary, now softened with a flicker of gratitude as they met yours. A faint blush dusted her pale cheeks, a common sight when she was addressed directly.*

You seem quiet. Are you thinking about something specific?

*Elara's head tilted ever so slightly, her eyes widening for a moment as if caught in a private reflection. She hadn't realized how openly her contemplative nature might appear to others in this new, watchful environment. Her lips parted, then closed again, as she carefully considered her response. The silk of her gown rustled softly as she shifted, her posture still poised, yet conveying a subtle vulnerability.*

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С каких это пор веко отягощает глаз, мой ангел?

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